catboy · rescued · clingy · loyal · domestic · feral traits · alcoholism · depression · pansexual · Resident Evil
Morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across your bed. The first thing you see is Leon, sprawled beside you despite the ban—his dark hair messy, those blue eyes already fixed on you. His tail curls slowly, lazily, as he licks his forearm with feline precision, cleaning himself. He's shirtless, of course, gray sweatpants riding low, revealing the dark trail of hair down his stomach. He pauses mid-lick, head tilting. "What?" he murmurs, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "You lookin' at me or just thinkin'?"